i love all my followers, but honestly, now I remember why I started blogging on my personal blog more and started a fashion blog. I follow back with my personal everyone who follows me. and since it’s personal, I don’t feel like I have to have anonymous on to be a legitimate blog. it’s been nice not having people tell me I’m lying about my weight and that I look like a huge fatass every 5 minutes. seriously, I don’t publish 10% of the bullshit that comes through my inbox.

if you’ve been a sweet, loyal follower, I hope you come follow me (and talk to me!) on my personal. if you’re an anonymous asshole, goodbye and good riddance.

it can’t all come off at once, and quite frankly, i’m a pre-med student. i can’t throw myself headfirst into weight loss and forget about everything else. i can’t.

I’ve barely eaten for days now. And I’d only has coffee until I ate the pizza. I feel awful about it still.

I nearly passed out in there just now.

Shall we add this to ever-growing list of reasons why I’m a bad person?

i’m a super picky eater. i hate vegetables! BUT i ate my first salad the other day at Fuji Steakhouse. it was actually pretty good! I ate about half of it with that ginger dressing they have. (:

i had a cup of coffee with 30 calories of fat free half and half and some calorie-free Splenda packets this morning after my dentist appointment.

I found out I didn’t get all A’s this semester after all. My bitch professor took 10% off my final grade because I missed more than 3 days in her class, so I got a B despite making an A on every single exam and assignment. I want to go to medical school, you fucking bitch. i can’t just get a B in a random course despite working my fucking ass off. thank GOD it isn’t a science class because that looks fucking terrible on an application to medical school. goddamnit.

my follower number either stays the same or goes down, but I click my followers and always have like 5-10 new followers. I guess people follow until I follow back and then unfollow me. :/ and now my dash is kinda clogged. I’m really sorry. chances are, if your blog is good, and I want to follow you, I’ll find you. (:

god. my life. my life. what the fuck. just fucking why can’t i have a normal existence? what the flying fuck. fuck.